Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Being Late

I blogged last week about starting a race to promote my second Pet Rescue Mystery, THE MORE THE TERRIER, and about how much I’m trying to do. I even mentioned needing a nudge to remind me about one of my guest blogs because of the timing of when I’d first discussed it.

Last night, I nearly missed an event that had been planned for a while, a discussion at a library. Not that I really forgot about it. I’d just jotted it down on my schedule as being tonight instead.

I raced across the San Fernando Valley--if you can call driving in freeway rush hour traffic a race any more than the promotion I described as a race last week. Fortunately, I’d called ahead and although I was late some very nice readers waited for me. They had a lot of great questions, too.

Even so, I feel as if I didn’t learn my own lesson last week. I need to breathe a bit more and confirm that my calendar is accurate.

I definitely appreciate all the great people who read my work, help me schedule what I’m up to... and understand when I’m not entirely on time.

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Hi Linda -

No worries! We were thrilled to meet you. What a great story (stories) that you have. Thanks for taking the drive over to Agoura Hills - in rush hour. We know that you could've said 'no.' Love your books! Thank You!

I grew up with a mother who was always late. As a result, I'm usually at least 30 minutes early. So is my husband. :) Unfortuntely, it skipped a generation. Our daughter barely makes it on time. I never mind waiting but if I'm going to be late for anything, I'd rather not go.

Thanks, Jess! I suppose I used to be even more determined to be early but I'm married to a wonderful man who nevertheless doesn't worry about being on time. Over the years, I've become less strict about being early and he's become less determined to be late.